Im a heavyweight you got a feather mind,your raps are about as tight
I was weakened by my own night terrors i was an elm street with no night light,
So im spittin over beats and smoking trees
So the sheep would cry out oh protect us please
Don't believe that shit that we've been fed
Gives me jumbled up thoughts creeping through my head
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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